"Thirty-nine degrees one." Tang Ruoyao ignored Qin Yinong's head and measured it on her forehead with a forehead thermometer, looking at the temperature displayed on it.

Thanks to universal technology, if this was the glass mercury thermometer she used when she was a child, she would probably have to press Qin Yinong's shoulder to force her to take her body temperature. I don't know what happened. She is so old, she will be resistant when she gets sick and gets angry like a child.

Strangely cute.

Tang Ruoyao hid his smile in his heart.

"It's okay after saying that." Just now, my body temperature came out and my mouth was still stubborn.

Tang Ruoyao didn't listen to what she said or talked nonsense to her. She just looked at her white lips and her eyelids fighting up and down, and went to the kitchen to boil water with great effort.

Qin Yinong's mind was drowsy. As soon as Tang Ruoyao left, she closed her heavy eyelids, leaving only the rustling sound of the ears and the sound of water gradually boiling in the kitchen.

The consciousness was pulled very far away for a moment, and it seemed to be near in front of me. The black, dark, heavy, and unresisting, gradually swallowed up.

Put your hands on the side and your breathing becomes even.

Tang Ruoyao poured a cup of warm water and deliberately made the sound very light when putting down the cup. He walked around Qin Yidan's neck with one hand and planned to help her up. Her fingertips had not touched the skin on the side of her neck. She noticed something strange and lowered her head to face a pair of open ink-colored eyes, with clear eyes.

"Didn't fall asleep?" Tang Ruoyao withdrew his hand without any reason and curled his long hair in his ears.

"Yes." Qin Yinong responded briefly without explaining much.

She fell asleep, but was awakened by hearing the movements around her.

"Drink some water?" Tang Ruoyao took the water cup on one side.

Qin Yinong frowned.

Tang Ruoyao read ten thousand unwillingness from her expression, and was so soft-hearted that she racked her brains to dig a few words to coax people. Qin Yinong had already sat up with her body and took the water cup and drank it with both hands.

Lying back down, covering the blanket, and closing your eyes.

Tang Ruoyao squatted aside like a big dog, staring at her quiet face in a daze, with a warm smile in her eyes.

The staring eyes were like shadows. Qin Yinong was sensitive and could not calm down even if he wanted to rest for a while. He couldn't help but open his eyes and scolded: "Do you have nothing else to do?"

Tang Ruoyao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly turned back to his spirit and said, "Oh, oh."

She said as she stepped back, she was too anxious to sit on the ground and let out a slight thrust.

Qin Yinong: "Puff."

Tang Ruoyao caught it with sharp ears, and quickly looked up and saw the faint smile on the corner of the other person's lips.

Qin Yinong's temper was burned slightly restrained, slowed down his tone, and said warmly: "I'll just take a moment. If you are busy, you can go to the study room to read the book, don't worry about me."

Tang Ruoyao nodded.

After Qin Yinong closed her eyes again, she pursed her lips. How could she really ignore her? No matter what else, last night, the two kissed from the living room to the bedroom, lost their clothes all over the floor, and rolled directly to the bed. Even the windows were closed tightly. Qin Yinong kept blocking the wind outside, and blew for several hours of wind and rain. How could he not catch a cold?

In fact, her responsibilities cannot be escaped, and she still has to account for the majority.

Qin Yinong was half dreaming and half awake, and was alarmed again.

This time it was Tang Ruoyao who covered her with a quilt.

It still didn't clear up today. The city air had rained and the city was cool, so even the air conditioner was not required to turn on the air conditioner at home. Tang Ruoyao looked at Qin Yinong's thin blanket, worried that the symptoms of colds would be more serious when she slept like this. She found a light and soft silk quilt from the closet and spread it out and covered Qin Yinong's body with her hands and feet.

"You--" Qin Yinong suddenly opened his eyes and stared at her.

It was difficult for her to fall asleep. After being woken up again and again, the clay figure was very angry, not to mention that she was not a clay figure. If she had changed her person, she would have kicked her to no avail.

"I, I..." Tang Ruoyao stuttered, "I'm afraid you catch a cold."

"Has it been covered?" Qin Yinong looked down at the corner of the quilt that had been tucked to his shoulders, and his eyebrows jumped, and he became angry. Is he wrapping himself up like a silkworm pupa? Or is he sending beauties to bed in ancient palaces?

"Cover it." Tang Ruoyao said weakly, "Don't kick the quilt."

Qin Yinong sneered and immediately lifted the quilt. She was very bachelor and looked at her with a provocative attitude, with a spirit of "I just don't listen to what you can do to me."

Tang Ruoyao: “…”

Tang Ruoyao thought about it: "Then don't cover it up."

Qin Yinong pulled the quilt over and covered it randomly.

Tang Ruoyao: "The feet are still outside."

Qin Yinong kicked the half-covered quilt even wider.

Tang Ruoyao turned his mouth and said, "Actually, it's enough to cover the waist."

Qin Yinong immediately covered his whole body tightly.

Tang Ruoyao was as soft as he was soaked in honey. He couldn't suppress it, so he quickly turned his face to look at the door in the distance, and his lips raised.

Being so arrogant, so cute!

Qin Yinong realized how naive he was just now, and his ears became hot, but it was too late to regret it now, so he had to think that nothing happened.

In order to prevent Tang Ruoyao from waking her up again, Qin Yinong reminded in advance impatiently: "Is there anything else? Solve it at one time."

Tang Ruoyao shook his head.

"Then don't disturb me anymore, I'll sleep lightly."

Tang Ruoyao suddenly woke up and felt guilty: "Did I wake you up just now?"

Qin Yinong closed his eyes and did not respond, his attitude seemed to be a default.

"Do you want to go to my room to sleep? I will inevitably make you disturb me when I walk around the living room." Tang Ruoyao suggested.

"Why are you walking around?" Qin Yi's nasal voice was lazy.

"Drink some water, get something or something." This is inevitable.

Qin Yinong stopped answering, but her eyelashes were trembling slightly, and the eyeballs under her nose were also turning, a look of thinking. Tang Ruoyao waited patiently.

a long time.

Qin Yinong: "...it's good."

Tang Ruoyao reacted quickly and took off the newly covered quilt for her and helped her with one hand. Qin Yinong glanced at her and said in a plain tone: "I'm not so weak that I can't walk."

Tang Ruoyao took his hand back with tactfulness.

Qin Yinong sat up on the couch, stepped on the ground with his feet, stood up, shook his body, and reflexively put Tang Ruoyao's arm to stabilize his body.

Qin Yinong: “…”

A slap in the face comes too fast like a tornado.

Everyone has different resistance and also different symptoms and reactions. Qin Yinong rarely gets sick. If you say it’s okay to be injured, after all, there are always bumps and bumps in filming, but it’s a strange thing for her to have colds and fevers that ordinary people often get, so she has no experience in dealing with them.

She didn't believe that people would lose their limbs due to fever, weak steps, and unable to even walk steadily.

Until she took a step, her knees were sore and she couldn't use any force, and she couldn't help but kneel forward. Her mind was blank, and only one thought was left: it was true!

The next thought was: this time the image in front of Tang Ruoyao has been ruined.

Tang Ruoyao stepped forward and steadily covered her waist from behind, not letting her image be ruined. Qin Yinong was so shocked that he breathed a sigh of relief. Before he could thank him, he felt a lighter on his body.

She was picked up by Tang Ruoyao in the waist.

Qin Yinong thought: He is so brave.

"I'll carry my sister." Tang Ruoyao's extremely quiet voice fell from above his head, slightly different from his usual voice, full of trustworthy sense of security.

Qin Yinong hooked her neck without responding.

On the one hand, she is really tired, on the other hand, she is confused now.

Tang Ruoyao's arms were very thin, but strong, and he walked steadily step by step. Qin Yinong's tense waist and back gradually relaxed. She looked up at the other person's earlobe, and gently stroked the skin behind her ear with her fingers.

Tang Ruoyao's heart tightened, he turned his head, pursed his lips, and said cramply: "Sister, don't..."

Qin Yinong smiled, and his already beautiful facial features became more and more beautiful. Tang Ruoyao was stunned for a moment and almost staggered under his feet. Qin Yinong instinctively hugged the "driftwood". Tang Ruoyao was also scared and hugged the other person tightly, not daring to be distracted again.

The next period of the road became more and more stable. The bedroom door was closed. Tang Ruoyao walked to the door, pushed it away with his shoulder, and deliberately slowed down. He put Qin Yinong on the bed, and stopped talking.

Qin Yinong understood her expression, spontaneously pulled the quilt over in silence, and did not stage the "farce" just now.

Tang Ruoyao showed a look of relief.

"You have a good rest," Tang Ruoyao asked, "Do you still need to drink hot water? I'll pour it for you."

Qin Yinong nodded and said, "Take my phone over and put it on the coffee table."

"good."

Tang Ruoyao responded and appeared again at the door soon after. Qin Yinong sat at the head of the bed, regaining the appearance that Tang Ruoyao was most accustomed to. She handed the water over, and Qin Yinong thanked him politely with a smile, unlocked the screen lock of his phone, and slid his fingers on it to check if there was any information that he had to reply.

Tang Ruoyao was a little disappointed and did not show it on his face.

"Then I'll go out first." Tang Ruoyao checked the window before saying.

"Go." Qin Yinong replied without raising her head, "Don't bother me if you're okay."

The sound of closing the door sounded in my ears, and Qin Yinong pulled out of his seemingly focused state and sighed softly at the door.

After replying to a few messages, Qin Yinong called, held his phone on the bedside table beside him, lying down with his eyes closed, and the soreness and swelling of his temple gradually eased as his consciousness was swallowed by the darkness.

Tang Ruoyao went to the kitchen to cook porridge, took the book and sat on the sofa in the living room. There were two doors between the study and the bedroom. If Qin Yinong had something to call her, she would hear it as soon as possible here - even if the possibility was very small.
To be continued...